The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

his position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the

Samuel to

50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a meteorite falling

bled again, and his body hurt so bad

glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg?

words, but Sandra repeated

Sandra was afraid, and he

“Don’t worry about it.

that hurt other disciples of the same sect will at most only deduct five to eight sect contribution

kill someone will you be

enough to be deducted, and after I’m done, Peter

Sandra quietly

at your stance, it seems that

being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm! The Shooting

front of Albert, and he showed his

arrived, the

falling after one another, giving others

and in split seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have condensed into a block of steel plate, wanting to block

and John were of the

ordinary disciple facing John, they would have

Sandra snorted loudly, and his eyes were cold as he used

Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred

that he showcased it, his footwork had a sense of

only moving between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing, and it was impossible to know where Sandra

John’s expressions instantly changed.

like Sandra’s, nor had he heard of

he had already attacked, there was no reason

dozens of palms which immediately caught up

of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it

Bang!

explosion, and visible airwaves

he did not

slapped the

John struck, his figure swayed slightly, and it

It was a phantom!

trembled, and at this time, he

sect, you’ll already be dead

tingle, and every hair on him

he wanted to turn around, John was already swept into